Zach
Rolling to my side, I gathered Poppy’s warm, sleepy body close to mine. And even though I had yet to open my eyes, a smile spread across my lips. We hadn’t done much in the way of talking last night, but what we lacked for in words, I’d written onto her skin, her heart. My flesh had joined with hers, and I knew I’d never be the same. I still didn’t know exactly where we stood, but Poppy had stayed all night in my bed, so that had to mean something, right?
“Hey,” she said, voice still sleepy.
“Morning.” I pressed my lips to her forehead, and Poppy rolled over, so she was facing me.
Even in the light of the morning, she was stunning. She’d packed an overnight bag and had brushed her teeth and washed her face before bed, changing into a little tank top that clung to her curves and a
